(ENEMIES to LOVERS/CRAZY FOR HER) I knew her. I chased her and was head over heels for her when she never spared me a glance or gave me her time of the day. She always looked for a crowd, wasting no time to blend in just so she could avoid me. But I never let her. Until I had to. Five years later when I find her in front of me, she refuses to recognize me. And I had to believe her as I was there when Maeve Grey died.